Through shadows deep, I’ll blaze a trail.
Your love, a light, still guides my way,
Through aching nights and weary days.
I’ll carry on, though burdened so,
Through storms of grief, through winds that blow.
For in my heart, you’ve planted seeds,
Of strength, of courage, and noble deeds.
I love you, Mother, more each day,
Though words may falter, hearts convey.
You live in me, your spirit near,
A whispered presence, always clear.
So, though I ache, I’ll rise anew,
To honor all I’ve learned from you.
Your love, my anchor, strong and true,
I’ll carry on—for me, for you.
Love, Ana 💋 
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